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“What?” Nox said.
Luca ran a finger over the base of Nox’s cock. Damn thing tried to crawl into his stomach with his balls.
“That’s not funny,” Nox said.
“What? That you actually have shrinkage?”
“Everyone has shrinkage.” And why the fuck did he feel the need to argue that?
“You never did.”
He hadn’t? “Sorry.”
“Why are you apologizing?” Luca went back to washing Nox, his touch slowing until it was more of a massage than cleaning.
“You sounded… disappointed.”
“No, it’s just nice to feel less self-conscious.” Luca squeezed and the cold air became a source of relief.
“Why would you be…” Nox bit back a moan. “You’re not small.”
“Everyone is small next to you.”
“No they’re not.”
“Yeah, they are.”
“I’ve dated guys. Most were average.” A few smaller, a few bigger.
“Yeah? And how many of them were hung like a horse?”
“A horse?”
“Okay, that’s overkill, but you’re above average.”
Nox hadn’t really paid attention. Especially in the last five years. All the betas had about the same size cock. Some a little more than him, some less, but it hadn’t been something he thought about. Of course, he’d been concerned with what he would do with his dick, not what it looked like.
The Anubis focused on its Alpha and what it would do to his body, eliminated the concept of self-consciousness. The thoughts so foreign at those moments they couldn’t even form.
Luca squeezed Nox’s balls, and he grunted. “Watch it.”
“Just making sure they’re still there.” Luca’s cheek dimpled.
“Ha, ha.” Nox took the washcloth from him.
“Hey, I was still rinsing you.”
“I’m rinsed enough. Your turn.”
Blush crept up Luca’s face. “I can wash myself.”
“You could, but you’re not going to.” Nox gave Luca a little push, and he turned around. And made his way up Luca’s legs, skipped his waist, and went right to his shoulders and back. Nox moved in a circle around Luca, repeating the process.
“I don’t trust you.” Luca eyed Nox while he reloaded the washcloth with soap.
“Why’s that?” Nox grinned. And it was just a smile, no ache in his gums, no flavor of blood, no sharp points to cut his tongue on.
“Because you’re up to something.”
